Friday, April 10, 2020
I spent my thirtieth birthday with Bill. It was opening night of I Ought to Be in Pictures at Eye Theatre in Diss, close to thirty years ago. It was a three-hander and we were a very happy and close company. I had a terrible headache and was upset that I couldn't have a glass of wine after the show because my head hurt so much. That night, at the age of thirty, I smoked my first joint, with Bill. I felt safe with him and we talked for hours. My headache disappeared and I felt great. Afterwards he said he thought I should be a therapist as I was so good at listening, and I've always remembered that. Especially coming from Bill. He was the best listener, and one of the most sympathetic and encouraging actors I have ever worked with. And such a ball of joy most of the time. Although I haven't seen him for many many years I could never forget him for a second and I know he will be forever remembered with love by so many.
